Ling Qingzhu's delicate body trembled, a little sore and limp, and her delicate jade face, which was as picturesque, was even more flushed, stained with a layer of blush.
She could hear the deep meaning in Lu Yunxiao's words in just an instant.
"It's... still daytime."
Ling Qingzhu's voice is as authentic as a mosquito's chants.
"daytime?"
"Wouldn't the effect of practice be better?"
Lu Yunxiao became even more excited when he heard about the daytime.
Don't say, I left Lingqingzhu for more than ten days
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